Chapter 31

"You're a Professional Killer?"

The first to question him wasn't Yu Yue, but Guo Bing.

When he first saw Su Yang flash his gun, he had labeled him as the Justice Seeker.

Later, he couldn't get it verified because Yu Yue was behind it.

After the Sheriff was exposed and died, he became even more convinced that Su Yang was the Justice Seeker.

During the meeting, he had wanted to use his Assassin ability to kill Su Yang and had even stood behind him for a while.

To be safe, Guo Bing ultimately didn't act, aiming instead at the Canadian Goose, whose information was more certain.

Now that a wolf teammate had suddenly appeared, Guo Bing was pleasantly surprised, but had even more questions.

"Of course. If I were the Dodo, then who killed Zhou Han?" Su Yang pointed his gun at Yu Yue, smiling:

"You raised my pig, and as a return gift, I've been raising yours."

"You're a Professional Killer, No. 5 was the Bomb King, No. 2 is the Assassin, so what is No. 14's identity?" Yu Yue asked.

"His identity doesn't matter; No. 14 was just a scapegoat," Su Yang said, examining the beautifully crafted pistol, his eyes full of admiration.

The combination of technology and aesthetics was a crystallization of art.

Even after a hundred years, it was still popular.

"No. 3 wasn't killed by No. 14?" the fat man was shocked.

"Of course not. No. 7 and No. 5 signed a 'Master-Servant' contract; one helped find wolf teammates, while the other created an alibi for him."

"The two met right next to No. 3's body; No. 7 ate the body in front of No. 5 and also saw No. 2's figure."

Speaking of this, Su Yang looked at Guo Bing and asked, "No. 7 must have talked to you, right? I guess..."

"You wanted No. 7's body as a reward, promising to create slaughter so she could eat her fill, right?"

Several gazes converged on Guo Bing's ferocious face, the murderous aura from his recent killings lingering.

"That slut wouldn't have it; I just wanted to play with her, it's not like she'd lose a piece of meat," Guo Bing looked at Kong Feixue's body, his eyes filled with undisguised desire.

"The negotiation failed, so your second choice was No. 12," Su Yang said.

"That's right, she wanted protection, how could she not pay the price?" Guo Bing recalled that night, licking his lips, "Although she didn't look like much, the taste wasn't bad."

"At a time like this, you're still thinking about that kind of thing? Are you even human?" The fat man was very angry and cursed loudly.

"After being locked up for so long, my mouth has gone bland; how can I not taste some meat?" Guo Bing laughed loudly.

Su Yang shook his head, "The problem returns to No. 7... She said at the meeting she had seen No. 2, but changed her story after the meeting. You must have given her a hint, right?"

"I used telepathy to tell her to shut up, otherwise I'd expose her identity as the Vulture," Guo Bing nodded noncommittally.

"She said she hated threats the most; weren't you afraid of mutual destruction?" Su Yang realized it was Guo Bing's talent at work behind the scenes.

"Everyone thinks No. 14 is a wolf who's out; if I die, there's only one wolf left. She's a smart person who knows how to weigh the pros and cons," Guo Bing smiled triumphantly.

The Vulture lived only for herself; if only one Werewolf remained, she would inevitably hide.

But paper couldn't wrap up fire; if the Werewolf never killed, the good guys would win once they finished their tasks.

Without anyone dying, the Vulture winning was like a fantasy.

"You held her lifeline, so she protected you?" Xiang Hao said in a deep voice.

"She didn't want to sacrifice her body, but she wanted to win. Where in the world is there such a good deal? If it were you, would you agree?" Guo Bing mocked.

This deal was impossible to negotiate; Kong Feixue was a very proud person.

She could be duplicitous, but she could never compromise.

Therefore, she chose to manipulate Zhou Han, because he was the stupidest and the easiest to get carried away.

"Since No. 3 was killed by No. 2, then who killed No. 9?" the fat man asked, confused.

The question returned to the very beginning, a mystery no one had cracked.

"No. 1 still remembers the person who could turn into me, right?" Su Yang said slowly.

"No. 13?" Yu Yue frowned.

"Originally, I thought she was the Hunter and even volunteered to help you kill her, but unfortunately, you were too anxious; you wanted too much to solidify your identity as a good guy."

"If you hadn't been so impulsive this morning, maybe the situation where the Sheriff and a good guy both exploded wouldn't have happened, and you could have kept hiding," Su Yang sighed with regret.

"That's right!" The fat man slapped his forehead, exclaiming, "No. 13 turned into No. 7 to question No. 16 about why she was inciting murder. I felt something was wrong at the time—how could No. 7 have a gun?"

Xiang Hao's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, "No. 13's talent is 'Shapeshifting'. Was the Su Yang that No. 16 saw in the Red Light District on the first day actually No. 13?"

"Impossible, the roles don't match. If No. 13 were the Sheriff, killing a good guy would result in a double death," Yu Yue rejected.

"Who said No. 9 was a good guy?" Su Yang raised his eyelids to look at Yu Yue.

"You..." Yu Yue suddenly widened her eyes, "She's the Dodo?"

No. 2 is a wolf, No. 5 is a wolf, No. 8 is a wolf.

She is the Hunter, No. 7 is the Vulture, so there's still one Dodo missing!

Yu Yue had initially determined that Su Yang was the Dodo, boasting that she had deduced all the neutral identities.

But she had missed the crucial No. 9!

"No. 9 and No. 13 were definitely two cards that had met. As the Sheriff, she had the responsibility and obligation to charge, so upon learning No. 9's identity, she took the risk to kill No. 9 and escaped unscathed," Su Yang said.

"Then why did she choose to turn into you?" the fat man asked curiously.

Su Yang smiled, "In her heart, I was the Justice Seeker; I guess she just simply wanted me to be on the table to block the Assassin's bullets."

"Still not right," Yu Yue felt everything was wrong, "Since you're a Werewolf, why kill Zhou Han, who was also in the Werewolf camp?"

The fat man looked at this player who had taken the bomb for him, full of confusion.

"He was too jumpy, trying to kill me several times. A wolf teammate like that is a disaster if kept; why not kill him?" Su Yang glanced at Xiang Hao, who was deep in thought, and continued:

"There's another reason: I wanted to solidify my identity as a good guy, but I didn't expect the Sheriff to die, which is great news for the Werewolves."

"So I changed my mind temporarily and played as an open wolf."

Xiang Hao's face was full of heaviness, "So you were thinking about voting No. 1 out during the voting stage?"

"Of course, besides the Sheriff, the Werewolves' biggest enemy is the Hunter!" Su Yang nodded slightly.

"So you were a Werewolf; I was truly blind to actually believe you!" The fat man pointed at Su Yang angrily, a sense of shame at being betrayed rising in his heart.

Hearing this, Guo Bing revealed a smile that hadn't been seen in a long time, "Welcome back to the team, my good teammate."

【'Deception' activated successfully, you have acquired the Werewolf camp identity—Professional Killer】

Professional Killer: Good guys cannot see the players you kill; when they approach the corpse, it will automatically report the police.

Yu Yue's face was extremely ugly, and she said coldly, "If I had known, I should have killed you at the very beginning!"

"You wanted to raise me as a pig to do things for you and gain focus, but unfortunately, despite all your calculations, you preferred to believe in your 'talent' rather than so-called common sense," Su Yang pulled the safety on his pistol and pointed it directly at Yu Yue.

These words hit home for Yu Yue; she indeed relied heavily on her talent.

If it weren't for the Eye of Truth, she would have died in the first round of the Death Game.

Therefore, even when she saw Su Yang had a gun, she believed it was due to the latter's 'talent'.

A talent that could summon firearms, nothing more.